I am currently working on my essay...no really...and I have been listening to my new Michael Nyman CD, much thanks to a wonderfully attentive M, who found it for me. One of the songs on it, called "If", I really like, which is saying something, because really I like them all. I thought that it was from "The Cook, the Thief, His Wife and Her Lover", but in fact it is not. It is from a Japanese animated version of "The Diary of Anne Frank", which I would now love to hunt up, if possible. Gen X here I come, whenever I am back in Waterloo. I found the lyrics here, and they are moving, especially considering the context. The second song, "Why" also looks good. I wish I could hear it. The liner notes read "Roger Pulvers wrote two texts which demanded the only genuine songs I have written for film..." Perhaps that is why I was so moved.

Well, I think today has been a record day in terms of procrastination. I have one paper to write, which has been hanging over my head the entire holiday. I have all my research from the library in very expensive photocopies, many of which I have even read. i just keep reading more and more, underlining the important stuff in pencil, writing my snide comments in the margins. I have attempted to start writing. I have about one single spaced page. I am not ready to write somehow. I can't concentrate, I can't sit still. This morning I had a good excuse. No food in the house, and a car in the driveway, it was my duty to go grocery shopping, which I did. Then I came home, put the groceries in the kitchen, (but not away, in the fridge) and attempted to contact my older sister, who was no doubt wanting the car back. In the process of contacting my sister, I started chatting to M on trillian, which distracted me for a while. Then, I finally got back downstairs to put away the groceries, and had to clean out the fridge. Then my sister arrived, and we had to say our long good-byes. This is likely the last I will see of her for several months. Once she was off, with her Aussie boyfriend in tow, I had to settle down, get some work done. I think it may have been in here that I got the one page typed. Then I went to make some lunch, more fridge cleaning. Then when I came back upstairs I had to organize my email inbox, and then take a little cat nap, and then do more email, and then make dinner, and then talk on the phone, and more talking on the phone, and now blogging. Well, it has been a busy day, I must say.
I am not usually like this. I am usually more disciplined. So what is wrong with me eh? Well, I haven't resorted to masturbating yet...maybe later. I think I am inhibited by guilt. There is no way this paper will be as good as I need it to be, so I just can't get started. Is that it? I could blame it on anemia, tired, unable to concentrate, but that isn't entirely fair either. I have been awake for hours, I just haven't been writing. Sigh. I am dying to know how I did on the papers I did hand in. Maybe that will give me hope that this one will be ok too. I need to pull my socks up. Get down to work. I will have something decent started before I go to bed tonight. That is it.
In other news, actually, I have no idea what is going on in the news. I know Iraq is about to get it, but not from watching the news. This holiday, I have been blissfully cut off from the real world. But tomorrow, I will wake up to my alarm, and the wonderful CBC will bring me back up to speed on the current events of the nation and the world. Holiday is over, as of tomorrow. Maybe that is the kick in the pants I need. :)